YOU'RE DRUNK, GO HOME

Kelsea Ballerini everyone
 Give her a warm welcome
 Give her a round of applause
 Check, check
 One, two, one, two, three
 Hit it
 I bet you still live with your mama
 Down in her basement, tryin' to be Nirvana
 Playing with your guitar all afternoon, mm
 You got the kinda face where it might've been a maybe
 But you got a lot to learn 'bout flirtin' with a lady (mm-hmm)
 I'm down to talk dirty, but you started talking dirty too soon
 You're drunk, go home
 If you're tryna hook up, gotta do it alone
 The way you're slurring and the way you stumble
 Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
 Hey, walk away
 So me and my girls can do our thing
 I ain't looking for a one-night rodeo
 You're drunk (uh-oh), go home
 I think they might've over served you George Dickel
 Now your friends are all gone, got yourself in a pickle
 This bar'll run dry 'fore I let you split a ride with me, baby
 Yeah, I know you're a Virgo, that's the third time you told me
 Just 'cause I am too doesn't mean that you know me
 You're just a dog and barking up the wrong damn tree
 You're drunk, go home (go home)
 If you're tryna hook up, gotta do it alone
 The way you're slurring and the way you stumble
 Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
 Hey, walk away (walk away)
 So me and my girls can do our thing
 I ain't looking for a one-night rodeo
 You're drunk (yep), go home (whoa, alright)
 Play some country music, boys
 Uh-huh
 You're drunk, go home (bye)
 Any other night, I might throw you a bone
 But the way you're slurring and the way you stumble
 Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
 Hey, walk away (walk away)
 So me and my girls can do our thing (can do our thing)
 I ain't looking for a one-night rodeo, I'm not (nope, woo)
 You ain't nothin' but a dive bar Romeo
 You're drunk (mm-hmm), go home (hee-haw)